#no pressure hope yall having a nice day

[paupelou]

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[gatorbites-imagines]

Kinktober day 11

Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader + outdoors/public

How are yall spending your weekend? Im gonna spend it doing absolutely nothing, i hope. This kinda goes along with the vader prompt from last year, which you can read here. But it can still be read as a stand-alone, i think?

this has some dom/sub vibes between the reader and Vader, that just came as i wrote this. enjoy.

2024 kinktober masterlist

Being Darth Vader’s imperial officer came with its benefits and drawbacks. Being so clearly marked as Vader’s, in a special uniform that fit his colour scheme awoke fear in those around you, and garnered you much respect. It also meant you didn’t have to fear your superior in the same way, especially after you had started frequenting his quarters so he could “make sure your uniform was up to code”.

Most times it ended with you on your knees with him in your mouth, but on days where his pains were at the worst, Lord Vader simply used the force to have his way with you instead. You couldn’t see his face, and there was little chance you ever would, but you had a feeling he was smiling. At least a little, as you writhed and gasped on the cold metal floors of his chambers, as he played you like the little tool you were to him.

Sith did not love, it was not in their nature. But Vader could admit he was at least… fond of you. it was not in the same way he felt about Padme, no one could be Padme. But you were different in your own way. You didn’t fear him the same way as everyone else. You did fear him, everyone did, but it had a layer of respect in it that he hadn’t felt since he was Anakin Skywalker.

Your loud dreams about both Vader and Skywalker also helped with that, as Vader worked to slowly push the thoughts of Anakin out and replace them with only himself. It did feel nice to sometimes take the form of Anakin in your dreams, just so you could fuck him for once, since that wasn’t possible after he became more machine than man.

But being Vader’s own personal imperial officer, his “pet” as some whispered around the ship or death star, also came with the benefit that nobody dared question you. Or rather, nobody dared question Lord Vader. Which was why nobody questioned your position at his feet as he stood, staring out into hyperspace.

The few working around the bridge dared barely look in your direction, most fearing the powers of the force. Most knew little about the force, only that it was a power that made a being able to do things that should only be possible by gods. And the empire had made sure to scrub away what little knowledge there was. This resulted in most thinking that Vader always knew what they were thinking. He could, if he wanted too, and did most days. But with you at his feet there were more interesting things to focus on.

You had been ordered to stay quiet as you rubbed against his boot, feeling the unforgiving nature of his metal limbs against where you were most sensitive. Your uniform was pristine as always, not even allowed to have a single stitching out of place. That would be insulting to your lord you know, to walk around in such a special uniform and look dirty or disorganized.

But it was so hard to keep your face blank and your voice silent as you felt the force tighten around your base again, putting a stop to the orgasm that had been bubbling for what must have been the tenth time. At least, you thought so, maybe you had lost track.

The whine that was bubbling up in your throat was cut up with a familiar pressure, the minimal creak of Vader’s gloved hand telling you that he was using the force to quiet you. He had never choked you to near death, but he liked to remind you that he could. Vader could do anything to you, and at this point, after serving him for so long, you had a feeling you would let him.

As if he could sense your thoughts, which he most likely could, the squeezing around your throat and shaft lessened. It was still there, like an ever-constant reminder that he could snap your neck if he so wanted, but it only served to make your blood rush faster.

It was a little messy that your body had learned to become aroused by his threats, or perhaps promises, that he could kill you if he so pleased. About Vader’s absolute power over you, and anyone under his rule. The emperor may be the one at the top, but to you, Vader was the greatest.

The minimal hitch in his rhythmic breath made you shudder. He had liked those thoughts. It was only your amount of experience that you knew that, having had to learn what every minimal hitch of breath, curl of a finger, or turn of his helmet covered head meant. But it felt so rewarding now, to be the only one able to pick such things up.

There was a press against your prostate, an invisible force that you now knew was the force. Lord Vader had clearly been pleased with your opinion of him, rewarding you by rubbing that one place inside you that you didn’t touch yourself anymore, after Vader had ordered you not too.

It made a shuddering soft gasp leave you, causing an immediate flash of shame and panic to fill your chest. Lord Vader had told you to be quiet, and yet you had gasped, loud enough for those sitting by the panels closest dared peak over, before immediately looking away in fear once more.

You could feel tears gather in your eyes. You must have disappointed Lord Vader so much, you couldn’t even follow a simple order. The thought of his punishments made you want to grovel for forgiveness. Vader didn’t punish you in ways he punished others, there was no fear of death, but feeling him torture your prostate or cock from the other side of the ship, sometimes made you wish it was death.

For Vader didn’t do punishments lightly, small things like uniform irregularities had you edged till you sobbed. Or when he wasn’t in incredible pain, Vader found it fun to put you over his knee, letting his heavy metal hand spank you. Feeling his ungloved hand honestly always felt hotter than seeing his cock, like you were feeling and witnessing so far beyond your league that you could never dare try to put it into words.

But instead of punishing you, Vader’s hand slowly raised and placed itself on the top of your head, knocking your hat to the floor with a soft noise. In the quiet room it felt loud, loud enough to make some of the other worker’s flinch. Lord Vader didn’t need to speak, his one action was enough for you to sigh in relief. He was feeling forgiving today, he wouldn’t punish you for your small mishap. For now, at least.

You could hear his voice in your head, making you almost jolt. It was strange to get used too, to hear him through your mind and not your ears, but you understood it. Lord Vader couldn’t be caught speaking to anybody he didn’t need to speak too, so it always felt more intimate when he spoke to you this way. When he praised you or scolded you, like the pet you were.

His rumbled deep words had your neck straightening, as you moved your hips more insistently against his boots. You knew you would have to shine them later, most likely with your tongue, but that was fine too, you didn’t mind. Instead, you struggled to keep yourself quiet as Vader used the force to stimulate you further, almost cruelly forcing you over the edge as you gripped his leg, shaking all over as you were finally allowed to finish.

The heavy gloved hand on top of your head was all the comfort you got, at least in the eyes of the others there. Nobody could see how the force slowly rubbed your limbs and ran across your brain like a comforting cold cloth. Times like these reminded you that Lord Vader could be kind, in his own way at least, and to you.

It made it easier to pick up your hat again and rise to your feet, acting like nothing was happening as a small twitch of Vader’s hand had the creases in your uniform smoothing out. You could see the nearby workers blushing as you put your hat back on and took your dutiful spot behind Vader. Never beside him, and never in front of him, but behind him like the loyal pet that they all whispered you were.

And maybe you were a pet, all Vader had to do was tell you to bark. And bark you would, until your throat was raw, and your lungs collapsed. Because Vader was all you had, and something told you, that you were all he had in return.

[holybibly]

okay hear me out!! little bunny goes to take a shower ok? one of the pups wants to go with her. she would be more skeptical if it was san or mingi or woo, but its just yeosang. he wouldn't try to play with her, right?

wrong! like you said with other senders, yeo is secretly a hard dom. sorry not sorry yall!

so yeah, he pins her to the wall and stims her clit with the showerhead (at the highest pressure, of course) until she cries and stuffs. have fun with that part my brain is #mush

bye bye love ya 💋🎀

Hard dom Yeosang, mmm...

I told you I'm in love with this concept, didn't I? I hope this makes you as dishevelled and nervous as I am when I think about it. Sorry, not sorry; today I want to make you squirm.

"Enjoying yourself, bunny?" Yeosang purrs in a low voice and pulls you closer to him until you're pressed up against his bare chest. It's hot in the shower, but Yeosang's skin seems to be on fire, burning you and making you melt away.

"I-I, yes, a little; it's nice here." You mumble as you feel his lips press against your shoulder and slide up until they leave a kiss on the crimson imprint of Seonghwa's and Hongjoong's teeth, which are still unable to heal from the constant torment of two alphas. If Seonghwa's gorgeous mouth doesn't suck on that sensitive spot at least once a day, the Alpha will go into hysterics, and as far as Hongjoong is concerned, it's a hundred times worse. His lips are on your neck 24/7, and there is no discussion about it.   Yeosang can hardly wait for the day he can sink his fangs into you, too; he licks the sore spot lightly. His hands slide down your sides and come to rest on your hips, his thumbs slowly and emphatically massaging the soft skin.

The black-haired Alpha turns you around to face him, his icy grey eyes piercing you in an instant, holding you in place and making you submit to him. Yeosang is usually quiet, a little distant, and taciturn, but that's not like that when he's alone with you. Like all wolves, Yeosang has a dark, animalistic side to him, and he will never miss an opportunity to show it off to you.

Despite how warm and stuffy it is in the shower, you start to shiver as he leans down to brush his tongue across your lips. There is a low growl from him, and you obey instantly, opening your lips to him.

Cautiously, greedily, he traces the contours of your mouth as if it were uncharted territory, and every lazy move he makes makes you press closer to him, your hands clinging tentatively to his shoulders. It's only when the need for air becomes critical and you start falling apart, your chest heaving rapidly, that you begin to whimper. You try to press yourself closer to his sculpted body. The mucus leaking from you makes your pussy slippery and wet.

"Alpha, please..." You gasp, your heart pounding erratically in your chest.

He gives you a wicked smile and bites your lower lip, making you squeal at the sharp sting of his fangs. His hands slide down to the luxurious curve of your ass, squeezing it hard as he begins to plant rough kisses along the side of your jaw, working their way down to the pillar of your throat. Your head falls back against the tiled wall as he bites down hard on a particularly sensitive spot close to your collarbone, and a moment later his tongue darts out to lick the small drops of blood from the bruised skin. The sensation makes you moan loudly and for a long time, and Yeosang purrs contentedly.

Then he moves lower down to your heavy, luscious breasts, his hot mouth curling around the hard tip of one of your nipples as his hand slides up your belly until his fingers curl around the other. Your back arched under his caresses, your fingers scratching along his back. The low, dark chuckle emanating from his chest sent a delicious shiver down your spine. Oh, my God, Alpha...

The fact that the wolves are addicted to your milk and constantly abuse your breasts is something you still can't get used to. They are always biting, sucking, licking, and drinking, and they still cannot get enough. Your tits have become even more sensitive than they were before, under the constant care of the wolves. It doesn't even have to be anything sexual; all they have to do is keep your nipples in their mouths.

Wooyoung and San recently cornered you just to torment you all night long by sucking on your tits and playing with your nipples. It was a maddening experience. You came so many times you couldn't even count, and they didn't even fuck you properly.

You whimper at the loss of contact and watch the corner of his mouth curl into a grin as Yeosang's mouth pulls away from your chest. Tiny drops of milk glisten on his wet, red lips, and he immediately licks them off, humming in appreciation of the taste.

"Turn your back to me, bunny." He orders in a low voice, and the dark promise in his tone of voice makes you obey with all your might.

The anticipation of what he will do next is simply unbearable. It literally drives you crazy, making you tremble and cower, never knowing what path he will take.

Yeosang stands behind you, silent and motionless, and you dare not look at him, instead staring at the black tiled wall, watching the water trickle down. You can taste Yeosang—leather and powder—in the steam that comes out of the water.

You vaguely hear him fiddling with something. Your ears twitch, hoping to recognise the sound, but the sound of running water makes it difficult. Your thighs rub against each other in an attempt to relieve the aching tension between your legs.

"Alpha, I… Oh!" Your voice changes to a surprised squeal as he suddenly pushes something between your legs—something that you recognise as a silver shower head. The metal in it makes a delightfully cool contrast to the warmth of the water and the heat of your skin.

As Yeosang presses the shower head against your clit, your knees almost buckle and your pussy squirts mucus with an even smoother, more powerful squirt. Only his strong arm, wrapped around your waist, keeps you on your feet, pressing your back against his chest as his teeth nibble gently at the lobe of your ear.

"It's time for a new experience, baby. I promise you're going to feel good."

It is hard for you to think straight. The water is massaging your clit in slippery circles, splashing and spraying over your thighs as they shake with the tension. It takes all your strength and concentration to force yourself to answer, your voice high and shrill.

"Oh, my God. Ewww, Alpha! It's so good."

His answering chuckle, husky and sultry, sends a bolt of lightning straight to the heart of your body.

"Look at you, all wet and beautiful and desperate for me." His hips are pressing up against your ass, and you can feel how hard his cock is and how ready it is for you. It's thick, veiny, and long, perfect for fucking your tender little bunny body.

You let out a whimper as he moved the nozzle, and now the stream of water is right on top of your clit, intense and merciless. It is at this point that you start to breathe out his name, your chest heaving in a desperate attempt to get more air into your lungs. The pressure is too much, too much for you, who've never done this before. You feel like you're teetering dangerously close to the edge, the coil in your stomach wound as tight as it can be without breaking. You are so, so close to cum.

And then Yeosang pulls away, the shower head disappearing between your trembling thighs and taking your orgasm with it. The pleasure that was about to wash over you in a wave of ecstasy is painfully slow to return to your veins. You're practically crying at the loss of this sensation. Tears well up in your eyes, but you know there's nothing you can do about it. If they want to play rough with you, they will drag out the pleasure for hours on end. One time, Seonghwa didn't let you cum all night long until you passed out from the overstimulation.

Yeosang loosens his grip on your waist and gives you a kiss between your shoulder blades. His hand slides up your belly, thumb-stroking your swollen nipples, wet with water and milk, and continues until his long fingers wrap around your throat.

Yeosang's hand tightens around your neck, effectively blocking your airway; your eyes roll back; and your legs shake from the overload of sensations.

"How's that, sweetie? Does your Sangie make you feel good? Tell me, sweetheart, do mommy and daddy play with you like I do?" His voice is dark and hoarse, and there is a hint of arrogance in it that you can hear. He wraps the fingers of his other hand around your sensitive nipple and twists it. You have the urge to squeal, but the grip on your throat prevents any sound from escaping.

His soft lips leave the softest kisses on your shoulders in contrast to the rough touches of your body and the suffocating grip on your throat. The tenderness with which he kisses and honours your skin is almost enough to lull you to sleep, make your head fall back on his chest, and let you lose yourself in your little subspace of desire.

You don't immediately realise what's happening when the sound of running water suddenly gets louder. It's only when his claws start to slide down your spine, scratching at every ridge before they grasp your thigh roughly, that you realise what he's up to. A moment later, the water is hitting you; the shower head is pressing down on your legs, enveloping your already sensitive clit in a swirling whirlpool of heat and moisture. You wheeze, gasping for breath, and Yeosang moans long, excited and thirsty from what you've done.

"Damn, you're so hot, bunny." He moans and presses his mouth close to your ear. "I'm never going to get tired of playing with you; I'm going to torture you and fuck you every fucking day."

As he pushes the nozzle deeper into your pussy you writhe in his arms, your whole body shaking. He suddenly lets go of your throat, only to wrap his hand around your waist and pull you closer to him, his thick cock sliding between the cheeks of your plump ass.

His lips curl up in a wicked smile against the back of your neck.

It's almost frightening how dishevelled you are. The heat coils in your abdomen, dark and intense, yearning for release.

"P-please, please, Yeosang..." You whimper almost incoherently, squirming in his iron grip in a desperate attempt to increase the friction.

Yeosang laughs maliciously at your futile attempts.

"I need a little bit more from you, baby." His voice gets deeper and deeper, sounding almost animalistic and incredibly seductive. He pushes his hips into your ass, the hot length sliding perfectly between your buttocks, staining the space with a mixture of your mucus and his pre-cum. The base of his knot can already be felt, and you know what it is that he wants to hear from you.

"I want your alpha knot; I want you to tie me; I want you to make me your bitch." The words come out of you in the most natural way possible, as if this is what you were born to do. You have repeated them so many times that it is as if they have been imprinted on your tongue.

As the knot in your stomach tightens as your orgasm builds, desperation seeps into your tone.

"Alpha, please, I am going to be the best bunny for you. I want your knot so badly."

"Then you can cum, my little bunny. Show me what a good girl you are." Yeosang growls as the hand on your waist slides up and begins to knead your breasts roughly. Your tits are so swollen with milk that they can barely fit in the palm of his hand. The added sensation sends you over the edge with a deafening scream, your cunt clenching around nothing as you squirm weakly in his firm grip, feeling completely boneless.

It takes a few long seconds for the rush of pleasure to wear off. Yeosang gently strokes between your velour ears and plants hot kisses on your neck and shoulders as you come to your senses.

"The Alpha wants to tear you apart and breed you such a beautiful and obedient bunny. You are all mine, so juicy and sweet. Do you think you can take my knot right now, baby?"

[envy-of-the-apple]

Hello, first of all HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!! I hope you had a happy birthday today !

I recently read your recent fic (The Sun eats the Moon) and the writting was amazing. But I have some question in my mind like :

"After that maybe 'Reader' could take contraception in secret, no ?"

"Is she (or they) gonna end up married to him, and forced to be a housewife or just following him where he goes ?" honestly I think her destiny is tragic no matter the result.

"How did he react to her disappearance, did he tried to find her (honestly my question was why he didn't ask her parents or search where did she goes, but honestly its a good thing that he didn't search) ? And during 10 years, how was to him ?" Maybe the only thing we can say "good" about him is he will only looking toward her and not any women after THAT day...?

And last question, I was wondering what will happen to them after THAT day like I know fr that in the media there will be news, but honestly I think the conclusion is well writting, the fact you first introduce the concept about the Moon and conclued with the detailed about the Moon and how tragic the ending is for them (Moon and 'Reader'). And if you are going to a Geto's it's will also be interesting because he was there to.

Sorry for the long message (eng isn't my first language) and thanks you to read that ! Have a nice day or night !

Thank you!!!!!!All great great great questions! I'll try to answer them as best as I can before giving tooo much away lol:

Why cant Ms.Moon take contraception?

yes Ms.Moon (that's my nickname for the mc now lol) could definitely try to take contraception in secret but I don't think it'll be a good ending if Gojo finds out. In the comments of the fic, many ppl were pointing out that Gojo was intentionally trying to get Ms. Moon pregnant back when they were "dating" buuuut it was sort of an afterthought for him. His logic was 'oh well it doesn't matter either way. you're staying with me regardless' but now that he's seen that Ms.Moon is 100% willing to leave him his next course of action is 'k well can't do that if you have a kid'. It's really not about Ms.Moon having a baby, rather it's insurance that bestie won't just dip again. He cares about you more than any kid you'd make together (awww thats so....sweet???)

Will Gojo force Ms.Moon to get married?

Probably, he's a romantic at heart teehee. But also he loves the attention. Part of the reason he was so effective in "keeping" Ms.Moon (in high school) was largely due to public pressure. Now, where he's basically a celebrity, his obsession with the spotlight has only increased. He's gonna be on talk shows and never shy about your relationship to the press. Gojo will definitely describe your relationship as 'newly reunited highschool sweethearts'. People at work will definitely bombard you for the details, and you were never one to be defiant so you'd probably just mutely agree with him (that's why he loves you so much: you're so agreeable). He'd make sure your wedding is the biggest celebration of the year. And then he'd drag you to Aruba or something for yalls honeymoon:)

Why didn't Gojo try to find Ms. Moon?

He did! When you dipped (graduated early and left for college) he went ballistic. I totally forgot to add this in, but Gojo is a huge reason why Ms.Moon doesn't talk to family anymore/anyone in that town. You didn't even tell your parents what college you were headed off to. I bet Gojo harrassed your family for a bit, because he's Gojo Satoru, but when it's clear you just disappeared I bet he was depressed. As terrible as he was, he did love you. It was also a pride thing for him. No one's ever 'won' against him, and you technically did. He'd greatly underestimated you and you got away. I bet he'd be a little impressed at that. I think in the fic it was greatly implied that he was searching for you buuuut eventually he forgot because he got so busy with his life. He still thought about you, but its was probably more along the lines of 'damn, can't believe i lost that bitch' And then you unceremoniously fell from the sky. Surprising, but he's grateful. It was fate to meet you again or was it? *cackles in omniscient author*

The Aftermath

Yeah, you're not living a normal life after that ever again. You're moving in with him, he's getting that marriage certificate ready bye bye freedom. I don't think he'd lock you up, buuuut having a security detail on you at all times, putting a tracker in your phone, and constantly calling/texting you is pretty close to life in prison right? EVENTUALLY, he'd limit your social network, then not-so-gently encourage you to quit your job. By the end of it, you'll be his little housewife but I think he'd be nice about it. (kind of)

[firstprincehornyramblings]

WEEEEEEEEEEE Hello, I hope everyone is having a lovely Sunday. I feel like I haven't done a Sentences Sunday in years! Thrilled to be back, with Sugar Baby Alex, AND a new WIP. Things are under the cut so this isn't the longest post in history.

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Let's get into it with Sugar Baby Alex first, shall we?:

“Alex, I am not ‘putting you off’, I am thirty-eight years old, I do not have that glorious refractory period you have, anymore,” the blond huffed, “As much as I would love to go again right now, and believe me, I would, it’s impossible. So, surely you can wait until this evening when we can both get hard, hm?” “Damn,” Alex whispered, “That fucking sucks actually, I didn’t know fucking an old dude would have drawbacks. So, like positive is that you can make me cum like never before but negative is that your dick has a tim-MMPHM!” That sentence was cut short by Henry picking up a pillow and pressing it into the brunette’s face, holding it in place for a moment as Alex flailed, “Such a mouth on you, I’m almost certain I liked it better full,” he teased before lifting that pillow, “Don’t make me confirm your sister and friend’s worst fear.” “Oh baby,” Alex laughed, smiling so wide now that he was free of the pillow, “Killing me with a pillow is so intimate though, that’s incredibly sexy of you.” “Shut up, Alex!” “Make me!”

AND new WIP time, Doctor Alex :)

What Henry was not expecting was for the door to open and the most beautiful man he’d ever seen in his life to walk in. He was fairytale prince level tall dark and handsome. Even in the scrubs, his physic was broad and built, and the long-sleeved shirt under his scrub top fit tight around wide biceps. He had coal colored, luxurious curls, high cheeks, and obscene lashes over gorgeous brown eyes. His jawline was sharp, covered in a few days’ worth of stubble. Miles of tanned skin, the same dark hair on his forearms, large hands that he was currently slipping into gloves. The few inches of exposed wrist from slightly pulled up sleeves made Henry feel like he was seeing something pornographic. But anything to keep himself from locking eyes on those incredibly soft looking lips. “Hi, I’m Alex, it’s nice to meet you.” Ah, Henry remembered reading something about Alexander the Great being the son of Zeus. Yes, a demigod, right here in Oxford, that made sense. No, wait, that accent- “You’re American?” Henry blurted out before he could stop himself. If asked, he would blame it on this man’s, well- everything. “Yeah, sorry,” Alex laughed, “Always forget that catches ya'll off guard, I’m from Texas. I’m going into clinical medicine, but I’d like to travel, work with the Red Cross and do outreach things; help with natural disasters and pandemics. It’ll be easier for me to break into that if I do the rest of medical school and residency in Europe.” “Oh.” “But that’s not why you’re here, hm, Mr. Fox? May I touch you?” the brunette asked stepping closer to the exam table Henry was sitting on. “Please. Erm, I mean, uhm, yes please, go ahead.”

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[squerlly]

Helloo, hope you're having a good day

First of all thank you for reading this, I would like to request Alastor with a really tall s/o, Alastor is 7ft so I'm thinking 10ft maybe? Sfw and nsfw headcanons if possible, if not then it's fine! No pressure and have a lovely day/night.

Xoxo

Of course!!! Say lesss, once again no specified gender so I'm making the S/O a female but shoutout to all my tall queens and enjoy!!!!

-SFW/NSFW- Alastor x (f! Tall S/O)

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SFW-

Alastor, being quite tall when he was alive, he was still tall as a demon being a whopping 7ft. Had met S/O, he fell inlove almost instantly, with her kind nature and bright personality its a nice contrast to his dark and creepy. He loves S/O even if she's 3ft taller than him.

Hugs from S/O is like a warm blanket with alittle extra cushion at the top ;). Using her like the softest pillow he ever did lay on.

S/O loves how small alastor is, using her hight to have quik access to Alastors ears, scratching rubbing and massaging his ears while he worked and he loves it.

As dominating as the fearless radio demon was he liked being the little spoon sometimes. Soft cuddles from his dear S/O was one thing he looked forward to after a long day.

NSFW---------------------------------------

Alastor is never afraid to be rough with S/O and she loves it. Having her on all fours for better access and hearing her delicious moans and whimpers, giving him a power trip for his ego making him feel on top.

Alastor loves to leave love bites and marks all over her body so everybody knows not to mess with the radio demons property. And also to spite a possibly jealous TV demon.

Alastor being the king of after care will always take care of his tall queen, giving her a warm bath to help her relax leaving lovely kisses to let you know that no matter, what he loves her. Cooking for her (his mothers jambalaya recipe) and giving her lovely gifts.

I loved doing this request I hope you liked it, it took alot of brain storming have a lovley day yall!!!

-squerlly

[baxteravenue]

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YES PLS POST ALL OF THEM 😭😭😭😭 I luv ur writing miss u and ur writing

another one ;)

Druski had been trying to get you to do a skit with him forever, partially because you were the It girl that everyone was obsessed with and maybe partially because Jack Harlow had an insane crush on you that he had yet to make any move on and to be honest Druski was sick and tired of hearing him moan and groan about how “Y/N doesn’t even follow me man, I followed her and nothing… Why the fuck does she even follow you?” 

He was just about done with Jack, so he wanted to do something about it.

“No Druski, I’m not doing a skit…” You shook your head as you answered his phone call.

“Nah, nah, nah! It’s chill, not a skit well maybe kinda… It’s more like a cooking show but different.”

You couldn’t lie, you were interested. 

So that’s how you ended up at Druski’s house in Atlanta getting ready to cook a whole meal with his two friends Urban and Jack. 

You had walked in a little late, saying sorry as you rushed through the door. 

“Man, I told y’all she was gonna come!” Druski loudly yelled as a camera came up to you, “Look it’s Y/N and it’s not no clickbait… Say hi girl, make sure they know you ain’t no AI.”

You laughed while waving at the camera, “Hiiiiii.”

“Anyways now that we got everyone here, let me introduce y’all to the Chefs that are gonna be feeding me and the homies.” Druski moved the camera back to him, “We’re gonna really test these motherf*ckers and see how they can work together.” 

You looked over at the other people, Urban and Jack. You knew Urban, you had met him once at a party that someone had thrown and Jack well you knew of him… but you didn’t occasionally listen to his music.

“It’s nice to see you again,” You hugged Urban first, “And nice to meet you I’m Y/N.” You smiled at Jack shaking his hand which made him give you a confused look but nonetheless he shook your hand. 

“Nice to meet you Y/N, I’m Jack.” He responded, “I just want to let you know that I’m not the best cook.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “It’s all good I can pull us through this as long as yall just follow my lead.” 

Druski immediately cut in, “I don’t know about all that because here are the rules. Basically one of yall can’t hear nothing, the next one can't see, and the last one can’t do either. So you all have to rely on each other to not f*ck it up. Especially my kitchen.”

Your eyes widen, “What the hell Druski you didn’t mention any of this?” There was no way you were about to trust two guys you didn’t even know with open fire and knives around you like that.

Jack however did not care, he was hoping to impress you and earn your trust. God, he hardly knew you and yet here he was actively trying to get into a situation where his hand could potentially be cut or burnt off just for you.

Urban was just down with it all, he had seen the trend on Tiktok a couple days earlier and thought it looked fun. 

“I swear we’re not gonna let anything happen to you.” Jack smiled at you, which made you feel a little better.

“I don’t know I’m actually kinda clumsy with my hands so don’t put too much pressure on me.” Urban put his hands up in defense making you laugh.

You sighed, giving the three of them a look before shrugging. “Fuck it.”

“Alright, alright!” Druski nodded, “And before we start Coulda Been Records is not at fault for anyone's clumsy ass and we made all three of em’ sign an NDA.”

Druski had the three of you pick a paper out of hat with what position you were gonna be. 

You were going to be completely deaf with the headphones on blast, Jack couldn’t see anything with his blindfold, and Urban was going to be completely useless because he was both. 

“We’re making pasta!” You just knew you were screaming and it made you laugh, “I’m gonna carry us!”

“Damn shawty is yelling.” Jack laughed, but you couldn’t even hear him. “She fine though so she gets a pass, matter of fact it’s turning me on.”

“What did you say?”  You yelled at Jack.

Jack shrugged, putting up his hands. “Just lead the way!” 

[dailydoseoffanfics]

i'm utterly flabbergasted and mildy disappointed that there's not enough starlo x reader content /j /lh

i'm desperate for more starlo x reader bro i read majority of fanfics of this doofus AND IT'S NOT ENOUGH. LIKE. THE AMOUNT OF IDEAS I HAVE FOR THIS MAN IS INSANE. LIKE.....YANDERE STARLO HEADCANONS OR STARLO WITH A YANDERE READER I WANNA SEE SOME DRAMA AND ANGST. I WANNA SEE STARLO WITH AN ASSHOLE READER. STARLO WITH ISEKAI'D READER (of course i'll mention that 💀).

OR LET'S JUST LEAN MORE INTO LESS-COMPLICATED STUFF LIKE STARLO WITH AFFECTIONATE READER OR MARRIAGE HEADCANONS. HOW ABOUT READER MEETING STARLO'S PARENTS? STARLO COMFORTING READER?

LET'S GO INTO MORE GOOFY IDEAS LIKE STARLO MEETING A MAGICAL GIRL READER. STARLO WITH A SPIDERMAN READER ??!?!?!?!?!!?

i'm obviously not trying to pressure you guys like if you guys wanna use some of my ideas (or not) then that's fine! if you don't wanna make one that's also fine! it's just that the lack of starlo x reader fanfics is making me go insane. LIKELIKELIKELIKELIKE AAAAAAAASSBG8DS8YV8YDASV8A6S8AS8VV8EEBYSABYDASBYDSABBB7WBASDU

anyways ty you guys for reading my yapping. hope yall have a nice day. (imgoinginsane)

[pnutbutter-n-j-elyy]

Hi 👋 I hope you’re well. I’m reaching out with a heavy heart about Seunghan, who is enduring unfair treatment right now.

It’s been incredibly tough for all of us who care about him. We’re trying to gather support for a petition to bring him back, and your voice could truly make a difference. Since you have a big following and can reach many. It would mean the world to us if you could lend your support and If you’re willing Thank you for considering this.

I know it’s not you guys fight, but I’m reaching out because Seunghan deserves better.

Link for the petition - https://www.change.org/p/we-want-seunghan-back-riize-is-7

Thank you 🙏

I don't stan Riize. Its a group that I knew minimally about because occasionally would hear a song on a playlist, or a friends story- but I'm sure a lot of you guys saw the post I made :

I am 100% sided with the OT7 fans. The way the fans in Korea acted towards Seunghan is disgusting. I am in NO way subjecting that to all Kfans- I am more than sure there are lovely fans from all backgrounds including the ones native to Korea - but as an international fan I can say there are stigmas that international fanbases subject due to behaviors like this.

I am in 100% agreement with the fact that Seunghan is recieving unfair treatment due to public opinion and the tendency SM has to fold to public opinion.

Which is why I am going to say this:

It may not be my fight, but I am going to make it my fight as well. If the Kpop community as a whole allows things like this to slide than one day that could be a member of a group you stan. I think the unity in Kpop communities can be such a beautiful thing especially when you see fandoms join together to stand up against unfair practices.

For those who are saying it won't do anything to sign a petition, or boycott Riize until these issues are resolved- think about it. If the negative public opinion on Seunghan is what this on - imagine what the public opinion of thousands of more fans would bring on.

The industry is a cash cow. If you stop paying they stop playing. And companies don't want that.

If us fandoms come together to fight these decisions and put enough pressure on things like this there can be change in the kpop community. Even with other issues.

Especially considering the international fanbases are what bring in a big chunk of the profit. If a company loses the support of those fans than they lose their income.

And from what I see the international fans are fighting for OT7 - alongside the OT7 Kfans.

Yall this is the time to start changing the game. Fandoms cannot continue like this. We should not allow companies to continue getting away with letting crazy fans run the show.

Kpop is supposed to be something nice, but it is becoming polluted.

It's time for a change. And this could be the catalyst for that.

So, thank you for sharing this so I can share this with my followers.

#riizeis7 #bringseunghanback

(the hashtags used are to bring this up in more searches so everyone can see)

[according2thelore]

Hope yall don't mind some Omegaverse asks,

But I'm dying to know what are O!Deans or O!Sams cravings ? What was the most annoying aspects of their respective pregnancies ? Most paranoid/ overprotective alpha!brother?

[ Let's be real, their both over protective of each other lol, but it feels like Alpha!Sam would try harder to get preggo O!Dean to stay and relax in the bunker for the whole pregnancy. And while Dean likes the bunker well enough, this man CANNOT put still for more than a week]

hi!! we ALWAYS take omegaverse asks, lol!

i think it would be fun if omega!sam's cravings are always sweet things? because i think him being pregnant would turn his health-consciousness into OVERDRIVE. and now his feet hurt and he's exhausted all the time and dean won't even fuck him like he's not gonna break and sam wants to eat an entire quart of chocolate ice cream with his goddamn hands!!!!!!

and now dean has sympathy cravings and buys them each pints of nice, specialty ice cream and sam is two seconds away from crying both in gratitude and in fury!!!

he also really loves salt and vinegar chips, and crushes them up so he can put them on his ice cream. dean loves that sam is eating things for joy rather than strict necessity and WILL hand feed him m&ms or chips or reese's cups.

omega!dean's cravings are random and insane. sam wakes up one night and dean isn't in bed and he freaks the fuck out but dean is crouched in front of the pantry dipping cold day-old bacon in peanut butter like why isn't this working?? he wants lemon juice in yogurt and cries when it curdles immediately. he blends three eggs into protein powder and drinks it like a man starved.

he pours pickle juice into ramen that he's already put orange juice in and topped with frosted flakes and moans in ecstasy when he shoves it in his mouth.

most normal dean craving? crunchy peanut butter. he can't get enough of the stuff. he puts it on everything and licks it off the sides of the jar when he runs out. sam doesn't mind because 'actually, dean, it's really rich in some good protein and vitamins like magnesium and--' and dean cuts him off with a glare. all of their kisses taste like peanut butter for all nine months of dean's pregnancy and sam--years later--still gets a little turned on when he eats a PB&J and can't explain why.

most annoying part about sam's pregnancy is the mood swings, if one can even call it that. he's having a completely normal afternoon, then he's having a panic attack under the table and clawing at his throat. he bursts into tears at the drop of a hat. he wakes up and is so furious at dean for not hanging his towel up that he doesn't talk to him all day. he gets out of the shower and is so blindingly horny that he doesn't let dean go to bed until three a.m., and even then because sam himself collapsed from exhaustion. and for sam, who prizes personal control, hates this. he hates not being able to control his emotions, and that any little thing can set him off wildly. he feels like he's going insane. he's so filled with anxiety constantly that he's going to be a terrible parent.

most annoying part about dean's pregnancy is that the baby won't stop MOVING. it kicks his bladder or liver or stomach all hours of all days, and sam gets so misty-eyed excited even eight months in, wanting to feel it. the baby gets excited when it hears sam talking and kicks up a fuss, and when dean tells sam this, sam cries. dean tears into sam for 'infesting me with this gigantor baby,' and sam does that thing where you stand behind a pregnant person and hold up their belly for them to take pressure off their back. dean's moan of relief is so loud that cas pops out of the room because he thinks they started having sex. dean's back hurts all the time from how big the baby is and the constant moving keeps him up at night and makes his body ache. he cries from exhaustion and pain and gets furious for being such a 'weak' omega who can't even carry a baby right.

who is the most paranoid alpha? dean. who is most over-protective alpha? sam.

alpha!dean is constantly worried that some supernatural being is coming to tear his family apart, because that's all monsters do, in his personal experience. here is baby sammy, now pregnant with a baby. dean is inconsolable. omega!sam rolls his eyes, but alpha!dean starts researching how to make their circle of protection wider. he won't let omega!sam go anywhere without dean, and dean won't go anywhere without at least two guns and three knives.

now, alpha!sam is over-protective. he thinks he's super chill and normal, until dean--glowing with new pregnancy and smelling incredible--and he are at the grocery store and an alpha comes over to ask dean where he got the bacon in their cart. sam, over by the dairy, practically teleports back to dean and starts growling. dean is not allowed to go out in public without sam, and not allowed to take more than three steps away from him at any given time.

you are completely correct about dean going stir-crazy! sam is used to being at home, and most of his hobbies are inside hobbies (e.g., reading, researching, even running can be done on a treadmill), while dean only has TV watching. he's most at peace when he's driving on a windy road with the windows down and music blaring.

sam insists on going with him and is practically vibrating with anxiety the entire time, ruining any enjoyment dean could've gotten from it. eventually, dean gets too big to get behind the wheel, and he melts into a puddle of frustrated fury-tears.

one time, when his stomach isn't too big, he goes on a drive in the middle of the night without telling sam. he comes back to the bunker a few hours later, finally at peace and back to normal, and finds the bunker torn apart and one of the other cars gone.

dean calls him, and sam picks up before the phone even has time to ring. he's out of breath and panicked and a minute and a half later, sam practically kicks open the front door. as soon as he sees dean, standing at the bottom of the stairs in the war room, he collapses to his hands and knees and retches.

i thought something had happened, sam sputters through a barely-leashed panic attack, when dean stumbles over and lowers himself next to him. you were gone and there wasn't a--a note, nothing. please don't ever do that again. i'm sorry. i thought--

dean doesn't ask him what he thought. all of it adds up to dean and their baby lying in a ditch somewhere. he rubs tears off of sam's cheeks and resigns himself to being a homebody. he can't even be mad when sam is this torn up about it.

sam preens when dean makes a nest out of sam's shirts, and dean--still apologetic--lets sam into his nest to hold him for a bit. it's nice. it's really nice. dean can almost forget how much his back hurts.

sam won't let dean lift anything, ever, and once hopped out of his chair to stop dean from bending down to pick a movie to watch, insisting on grabbing the VCR tape himself. sam will stand behind him and pace if dean wants to cook food, like the pancake batter is going to grow claws and try to come at him. dean almost thinks his pregnancy is harder on sam, until sam gets to hold dean at night, hand over his stomach as the baby moves, nose tucked right against dean's scent gland, and he can't stay too mad at him. he tries, though. he definitely tries.

thank you so much for sending this in, anon! <3 i clearly love gabbing about this, lol!!

-lizzy

[shower-phantom-ideas]

Danny leaves Amity Park and Earth to commit to his rile as Ghost King

Ok I can’t lie to yall it’s one am and I wanted to write danny becomes ghost king and moves to the realms but misses school so asks William Lancer to skype call him during class so he can still be there. But I got very off track. Like I think I wrote a character study of jazz? I had to force myself to stop no joke. I could write this way forever but I think it’s kinda boring to read when I write in this style.

Anyway rambling here it is

Danny becomes the high King of the Infinite Realms and tries his hardest ti balance it all with his human life but it’s too much. He can’t keep up. His parents start putting more and more pressure on him. Plus their hatred if Phantom and ghosts has gone from a 10 to one hundred. Jazz thinks their obsessed, like their in love but with the idea of destroying Phantom. She no longer tries to give Danny a false hope of them accepting him as a halfa. Like he can’t see that. Every time she pulls him out if the kitchen, the living room, the lab. Hell every time Danny walks down the hall and one ih his parents join him, theres Jazz. As if summoned. Shes made it her mission to keep Danny from them and when she can’t she will do her best to make sure hes not alone with then. He thinks it’s a bit extreme and secretly is so glad for it. It’s like shes telling him his feelings are justified and that hes not crazy for being scared of his parents. That he doesn’t have to have the same fear of her. Shes on his side. Shes protecting him. And it’s nice. To be the one protected for once.

So they make a plan for him to leave. The Realms arent going ti give up or go away so he might as well go there. At least if hes nit running from his new responsibilities as Ghost King then they wont have to track him down and dump it in him once it’s piled up too much to be ignored. Hes already told Jazz hes not going ti pass up the crown. Imagine the good he can do as King. Plus hes promised that if he needs any help he will ask. So she helps him go. Their parents hardly notice when Danny disappeared from their house. Their obsession, their devotion, to Phantom has completely blinded them. Jazz is only staying because she is so close to finished here so wont have ti stay long. Less than a year and she can go off to any college she wants. Her grades are proof enough that she knows she wont tied to them and their money. She will be dependent of them and make a name for herself completely unrelated to them. These monsters who have taken her parents place.

She does wish she noticed sooner. Make she could have spared Danny so much pain and trauma had she just seen the signs. It was so clear to her now that this was their path. With every passing day she should have seen what they would become. But children love their parents regardless of goodness and she wanted to, no needed to believe they would do right by Danny. That no her parents wouldnt try to turn their son into a science experiment and strap him to a table and cut him open. She so craved and longed for a normal stable family. Something she no doubt learned doesn’t exist while studying physiology. She can’t blame herself. She knows it’s not her fault. She is still a child and still loved her parents. Even now as she makes plans to leave them and never come back to them. Even now she loves them. ‘Maybe im making a mistake’ ‘am I doing the right thing?’ The doubts pour into her mind. Then she sees them or talks to them and is once again reminded of why shes doing this. She has no doubts about if she can do it. She is smart and resourceful. She can easily make it on her own with a full ride to pretty much any collage. She would earn money as a tutor still and maybe even write articles online for cash, shes already got some offers, but that little voice in her mind still nags at her that they’re her parents and they love her. Maybe they used to but she knows they only care about one thing. Their “work” or their “science” in reality it’s their obsession. Ironic how they are like ghosts with their obsession controlling them. Unable to do anything else, think about anything else, until is fulfilled. If they just achieved their goal they would let up and maybe even return to their family. Minds no longer unable to sleep due to thoughts of their target. But Jazz could never let them. The price of her loving parents is the life of her sweet little brother. What a choice for a 17 year old to make. Have the family she was promised from all the media she had as a kid, showing familys of understanding and endless love. Or lose any hope of loving parents to help her little brother have his own loving family.

The choice was clear. She would sacrifice anything for him after all. If he asked her to give up her human life and join him in ruling the Realms she would have. Hell if he asked her to become a halfa she would have. This sweet boy whos willing to give up everything for everyone else deserves at least that. The hero who is not loved for his acts but despised, hated even, by those who he protects. A crueler fate even that his whole being obsessed with protecting them. Even if he wanted to give up on them he couldnt. She doesn’t even think hes capable of wanting to give up on protecting them. His ghost obsession keeps him from it. So she will give to the giver. He deserves just that.

~~~~

[ohblackdiamond]

Hi there!

I am getting into the Kiss fandom and I was wondering if you answer some questions.

No.1 What are the biggest memes of this fandom?

No.2 What are some things that are universally known to the kiss fandom but to anyone outside the fandom is complete bs

No.3 What are some things about the people in the fandom. From what I gather yall are horny af

No pressure btw :)

hello! i'd be glad to!

i don't know that there are really big memes if only because kissblr is relatively small, but here are some of my favorite funny posts: the random fanfic, why kiss will never get along, losing it, virgin paul vs. chad ace, virgin gene vs. chad peter,

i don't know about the complete bs part, but as close as kiss fandom gets to universal truths that outside of our sphere, no one knows much about, i guess, would be: eric carr is a good boy who deserved better, the only things anyone that was ever in kiss can agree on is that they were in kiss, and gene has herpes. well, i guess his thousands of women are probably aware there, too.

i'd say the age range on kissblr is broader than what you'll see on tumblr in general with a fair amount of people skewing 30+, although i'd estimate the average person on kisslbr is probably closer to 20ish. it is a pretty horny fandom! the dominating ships are OGs-- you'll see more ace/paul, gene/paul, etc. (paul is the fandom bicycle, followed, probably, by ace), but there's a pretty fair smattering of non-OG ship content around, too, which is nice. you get outside of kissblr and there's ao3, which, honestly, has a huge amount of overlap with kissblr (it's basically the same people on both sites). get outside of kissblr/ao3 and you find, well, youtube, kissfaq, reddit, etc., which veer much, much more critical. people definitely have their favorites on kissblr and while there's analysis, it tends to be more to do with relationships and sexy pictures than with guitars or what-was-the-band-doing-here or is-gene's-hair-real or anything like that. to this day, no one's done a serious thesis on paul's pants-stuffing and whether it's like skirt hemlines and rises and falls with the economy, which saddens me.

i hope that was at least a bit helpful! let me know if you have any other questions, i love to talk about kiss.

[lovesastateofmind1]

20 Questions Game

tagged by @sssammich and I'm gonna do this instead of editing so yall know where to point the blame for the delay

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

9

2. What’s your total AO3 words count?

372,061

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Supercorp currently

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

You, Me and The In Betweens

Tempo

Heaven is a Place on Earth

Can I Have Your Attention Please

Hey There... Lena

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do respond to majority of them. I miss a few here and there and I don't respond to the rude ones. I also take ages to actually reply, which is because I'm super flattered and don't know how to properly convey that in words so I procrastinate. A lot.

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

If we're solely talking endings, Sweet Dreams probably

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Most of them end on a positive note. But in my personal opinion, Heaven is a Place on Earth

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Every now and then, but usually it comes from Amy - yall know Amy - and even when it doesn't, its typically in relation to my plot choices and not a critique of my skill

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Bro. Yes lmao. Not super kinky. Not entirely vanilla either. Idk that I could really give you a 'kind.' It's solely based on how thirsty I'm feeling on any particular day and then when I have to actually edit it, I want to punch my past self in the face.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Never written one, probably would though.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes and it was so cool to see. Still endlessly grateful.

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

*sigh* I call myself cowriting a fic with @fyonahmacnally and @chaotic-super. I also call myself cowriting a different fic with @sssammich. And then of course that series that we absolutely aren't writing. But thus far, most of the 'writing' has taken place inside our own imaginations. Maybe we'll make progress. Someday.

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

Do you really have to ask me that?

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I think I'll finish all of them honestly. May take 3-5 years. But I think I'll finish.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Injecting the most misery possible into a single fic. Smut. I think I have a nice prose too.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Writing lmao.

I think most things are a weakness for me. I'm told my descriptive writing is great, but I always think it needs so much improvement because of my inability to visualize anything ever. But if yall can see it, then that's fantastic. Otherwise, long scenes with dialogue. I struggle so bad with extended dialogue.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Would stress me tf out lol. I think it's great. I've almost done it. But I don't trust google translate near enough and I don't personally know anyone who speaks fluent French. So we all just gonna have to use our imaginations when Lena walks through that parking garage.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Technically, Law and Order SVU, though it was never finished or posted anywhere. I needed Katie McGrath to come grab my inspiration by the throat, evidently.

20. Favourite fic you’ve ever written?

Lie to Me. Without question. I put the most into it and I'm incredibly proud of it, even if I wanted to set it on fire most days. It's simultaneously the easiest and most difficult thing I've ever written and I hope I always love it this much.

Tagging @mssirey, @sneezewizard, @someoneyouloved93 and anyone else who wants to give it a go, zero pressure of course!

[hees-mine]

I'm going to absolutely miss you so much, you were and still are a blessing to ever grace this site, Thank you so much for the works you made for everyone on here to get the chance to read and enjoy. I sincerely wish only good things upon you, and hope (I know I shouldn't get my hopes up) that maybe one day you'll decide to come back to us. It was an absolute blast having you here, and I for one appreciate you. You are only human, people need to understand everyone has their own life, You decide when or if you want the story to be a part 2. You decide how you want it to end. It's your fic you know? The fact you wanted people to be happy and so you said ok I'll do part 2 speaks volumes, if people can't respect you and your wishes then that is on them you know? (I'm not saying everyone was being disrespectful) Because you have really nice people who read and enjoy what you put out, doesn't matter how or when said fic is posted. Thank you again and I really really hope you feel peace and not have to feel pressured. 🩷🫂

Why are yall doing this? You’re making it so hard for me to leave 🥹

Thank you so much I’m so happy I was able to share with you guys the little bit I did write in here but I’m so glad you all read it and enjoyed that was my main goal and I think I accomplished it (even though I could have done more)

That is so true the fact is what it boils down to is I just needed a little time and not to be rushed or constantly asked about when my next story will be

Even right now after everything it’s still messing with me cause there’s still so much I wanted to post even drafts that are sitting there fully ready to go but as I stated because of this situation we all lose and it sucks because all I ever wanted to do was make people happy with my posts but that’s being stripped away from and it’s not even something that I’m in control of which really sucks

I did have a wonderful following (most of the time lol) and leaving you guys is the hardest

Like I said I never did it for me writing just happened to be something I was good at so I shared with everybody cause I knew you all would like it (I also wanted to make this blog so maybe when someone else’s favorite writer is taking a break you could hop over to my page and enjoy some of my works while you wait for your fav author hints why I posted so much and so frequently)

Again thank you for everything and thank you for understanding me🩵

[voidkraken]

[doing a little gay dance] hey i'm having a really stressful time lately so it would be really cool if yall could consider sending me some nice/uplifting messages but absolutely no pressure i hope ur having a good day

[pro-derp]

Hello, first off im hoping you are having a good time, everything is nice and chill and all that!! After years of worshipping your bkdk fics i finally found your tumblr lol silly me, so i just wanted to show my gratitude. Ik ik im prob nothing new and a lot of people share that sentiment, but it would be a crime not to voice how much i love your works (i think about K-9 and Fishy constantly), and actually im on a reread binge spree of your works rn. Man did i miss your hilarious writing style, fascinating how its both funny and hot. You and DriftingGlass are like my og bkdk writer gods, your fics were one of the first that really struck deep and i never recovered from that. I learnt so much about writing and fics from yall. So thank you for sharing your work with us!!! It means a lot!! Id be a dirty liar if i said i dont get excited at a prospect you might write more, but dont read it as me pressuring you! If you are done with bkdk fics or anything like that, i respect that, we are all human with our own lives. Wow thats a wall of text, im sorry xkgfxfkxkg ill be going now, have a good day/night!!

Lemme tell you this melt my heart. I’m someone that’s kinda hard on myself with my writing (I get in my own head and psyche myself out a lot for no reason) so this means a lot. Actually any comment I’ve gotten to push me means a lot. I started writing just like you guys with no idea what I was doing and unsure on myself and if anything I wrote people would like. Writing is very much learning to tell the world your story the way you only can. Cause trust me I didn’t think people would enjoy my stuff since my style is a little out there. But I see your comments and others and I’m so happy I can be that person to you. That my writing can do for you what other writers published or fanfics I’ve done for me. I will tell you I do have a fic (I know I’ve been saying it but it’s at 12k and growing) so I hope to be back soon. Now it isn’t Baku/deku, who u know I still love my firecracker boy, but it is Eren/Levi. So if u were there during my Attack on Titan days, then I’ll be back. Trust me I am always amazed and so grateful for the continued support like I can’t believe you guys are still here even after I haven’t posted in so long. It doesn’t go unnoticed at all and it always gives me the little kick in the ass I need. I hope to be seeing you all soon on my next fic!